Alabama lyrics

Alabama, Alabama

We will aye be true to thee,

From thy Southern shores where groweth.

By the sea thy orange tree

To thy Northern vale where floweth,

Deep blue the Tennessee

Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee.

Broad thy stream whose name thou bearest,

Grand thy Bigbee rolls along

Fair thy Coosa-Tallapoosa,

Bold thy Warrior dark and strong.

Goodlier than the land that Moses

Climbed lone Nebb's Mount to see.

Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee.

Brave and pure thy men and women,

Better this than corn and wine

Make us worthy, God in Heaven

Of this goodly land of Thine.

Hearts as open as thy doorways.

Liberal hands and spirits free.

Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee.

Little, little can I give thee,

Alabama, mother mine.

But that little - hand, brain, spirit.

All I have and am are thine.

Take, O take, the gift and giver.

Take and serve thyself with me.

Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee.